My maids have been extremely helpful in not only assisting me with my work that slightly puzzled them but also in helping me train with this new body of mine.
Not only did I have a new body, but also a new status with brand new skills that I desperately needed to hone as I was getting my ass kicked in these high-level classes.
Once again, I was facing up against a bunch of late teens who were cocky as hell and didn't mind beating the shit out of a defenseless young teen.
From what I heard, the maids said they were all around B-rank level, which apparently is extremely strong for most humans… but that didn't matter to me as I was going to crush them soon.
"Would you like a glass of water?" My maid of ice asked as my maid of death helped clean up and ease some of the bruises on my body and face.
